Postcard #27 “What Makes Me Happy”

Posted on October 30, 2011. Filed under: Postcards | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , |

Hello again! My brain is full of second graders, Halloween candy and banjo rolls so I am turning to the Chat Pack to help!

This week’s question is: If you made a list of the five things (not people!) that make you the happiest in your life, what five things would you write down?

Well…

1. Ice cubes. I finally have a fridge that gets cold enough to make ice cubes and I make sure to keep the tray filled with water so I can always have cubes when I need them. I think ice cubes make me happy because they are a little party in a glass waiting to happen.

2. Chubby kitty fleece. A couple of years ago I was wearing an especially fuzzy fleece jacket while visiting a friend. His youngest son was about 5 years old at the time and really into cats. He sat by me and proceeded to pet my arm while saying, “oh, chubby kitty.” So since then anything that is soft, cozy, cuddly or warm is referred to as a “chubby kitty”. They make me happy because they are soft and warm, sort of like wearing a sleeping bag, which brings me to the next thing that makes me happy…

3. Camping. There are pictures of me as a baby hanging in a tree wearing pink footie pajamas and a smile. One of my favorite places to be is in a tent snuggled down in a sleeping bag. Camping makes me happy: being outside, the feeling of being miles away from everyone else and of course, the smell of pine trees. I could go camping every weekend in the summer and it still wouldn’t be enough.

4. Waking up in the morning and finding out that my cat Clementine asleep at the end of the bed. There are many comfortable places in the house to sleep (especially those chubby kitty jackets I leave around) and I am always happy when Clem chooses to sleep with me. Clementine is one cool kitty and she makes me happy.

5. Dogs. I didn’t think I was a dog person, but I was. After becoming a dog owner, I’ve learned there’s something really special about them. Maybe it’s the way they are genuinely excited when I come home or perhaps it’s the way they make me be a better and happier person. Sure they need to be walked and you can’t leave them alone for a long time, but they’re worth it.  If you own a dog you know what I’m talking about.

 There you go, there’s my 5. What’s yours?

 
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Postcard #17 Packing for Strawberry Music Festival

Posted on May 21, 2011. Filed under: Postcards | Tags: , , , |

You can never have too many pairs or socks (especially colorful ones)

It begins when I put a pair of socks aside and it doesn’t end until my car is stuffed full of camping gear. It’s almost Memorial Day weekend and you know what that means, right? It’s time for Spring Strawberry Music Festival (my twelve year- their 30th).

  I’m never sure when to start packing- a month before I leave? A week? Two weeks? I always have a hard time making up my mind.  If I had my way I would have my own little permanent packing pile all year long, so I could add to nifty camping gadgets to the stack as I go. I’d also have a list to help me remember what’s in the ever expanding heap and it might be something like this: The clever light that clips to the brim of a hat so I can see where I’m going at three in the morning? Check! Portable clothesline to hang wet towels and socks on? Check! A picture of Walter so I won’t miss him too much? Check and check!

 My packing instinct eventually kicks in and I know it’s the time is right for digging through drawers, opening Rubbermaid boxes, and climbing into the back of the closet for my gear. From there, things begin to escalate as I pull out hats, gloves, socks with little strawberries on them that I bought at Target five months ago, the knitted hat with my last name on it which my friend’s grandmother made for me, and still more socks- the list goes on and on and with more socks thrown in just to be safe; I like to have dry feet, can you blame me? My husband mentioned that it might be a good idea to pare down this year and I just don’t know how comfortable I am with that. I promised him that I would think about it. He also said that I should mention my tote bag fixation, but I’m not going to do that either.

 Obsessed or just really prepared? You decide. But before you do, let me explain both sides of the argument: I like to be prepared because I’m a person who doesn’t want to be stuck in the rain (again) wearing a trash bag (again) while watching John Hiatt perform because I forgot my raingear (again). In that case, I am a prepared packer who likes to be, you guessed it, prepared.

 On the other hand, do I really need eight pairs of socks for a four day festival? Yes. Three pairs of shoes, one for each possible weather scenario? Yup. An alarm clock and my squirrel watch? You betcha. In that case, I am an obsessed person who packs way too much (but I have lots of fun stuff with me).

Strawberry socks will be carefully packed

 On the other other hand, maybe I am a combination of both types and that’s fine by me (it works for me, what can I say?).

 Now where did I put my ticket?

 

My friend's grandma made this for me and I love wearing it!

 
 
 
 
 
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